Crime Drama Books Novels & Stories

I will show the world that I’m the real monster of the family. I will turn the black cross, the family symbol into red because blood will flow in the streets of Queens as long as my woman is locked away. End of book 1. The next book in the series will be Michael’s and Lola’s story. The doctor’s convict.

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he spoke softly with a wink. Why is everyone so insistent on me taking a break?! “I'm fine, Detective Riley.” Before he could protest, I reported to him about the disappearance of our witness, Mrs. Rosenthal, the picture she had with my mother, her extensive collection of occult books, and the one that had mysteriously fallen into our possession. I omitted the encounter with the spirit. If Liam, my own partner/lover didn't believe me, I knew for sure he wouldn't either.

Caitlin nearly lunged across the room, grabbing the book and holding it up to the candlelight with shaking hands. Please God, let this be it, she thought. She pulled back the cover and nervously flipped to the title page: De Fascino Libri Tres. Her heart flooded with relief. She could hardly believe it. She had actually found it. Caitlin quickly thumbed through the pages, going as fast as she could to the missing page. Please, please be there. Please be the matching page. She started to worry about what she would do if the matching page weren’t there. Or if this was all a hoax. She was shaking with anticipation as she got closer. 530, 532….

That door is a joke. “Make yourself at home”, she says, and I nod my head taking my coat off and sitting on the armchair. She takes my coat and hangs it on a hook just behind the door and then walks through a door. I look to see the kitchen, and then I sit back still. I can’t help but look around. “Do you want some coffee?”, she asks, and I shake my head. “No thanks”, I reply as I stand up and walk to the small bookshelf attached to the wall. There are around twenty books there, and out of curiosity, I start reading the titles, and I realise they are all romances, like Jane Austin kind of books. Interesting.

Jan 2012, Siegel Gambino vs Victoria Larei Fraser. "In this criminal case, Ms. Fraser is accused of murdering Mr. Ryan Fraser and kidnapping of Mr. Gambino in late November 2011" I squeeze my eyes close and took a deep breath upon hearing the judge's words. At the same time, I rub my sweaty palms together as I anxiously listen to her. She is about to announce the outcome of the trial. This trial has been going on for so long and today concluded it and I hate to admit that I am the villain of this story.

Crime? In his case crime really did pay it would seem. Everything about him screamed money. It was so different to me. He was so different to me and maybe that’s why I was so attracted to him. Not for his money but because like he had said he was so darkly dangerous. Even dressed casually like he was, it poured off of him in waves.

Her mind was elsewhere, tangled in the game of deceit and unanswered questions that seemed to stretch on with no clear end in sight. She had been so sure that this time, she would find something—anything—that would break the case open. But so far, all she had were scraps of information, fragmented pieces that refused to fit together. Drake had given her an impossible task: prove that he had murdered Edward. And yet, despite everything she had uncovered, she was still standing at the precipice of uncertainty, unable to make the final leap.

A collection of dark, raw narratives that people would have to read. “You’re insane,” Jenni says, shaking her head, though I can see the faintest hint of interest in her eyes. “You think you can find real criminals and get them to tell you their life story?” “It’s unique,” I insist. “And no one’s ever done it. People would be hooked. I tell them I'm doing research for my dark romance, which I am. Then I use everything in another book as well.”

someone asked from the back. "Detective Rodriguez's transferred to Alaska after his family received death threats. Detective Kim died in a car accident that wasn't an accident. Detective Tim took an early retirement after someone mailed him photos of his daughter in her kindergarten class." Morrison's jaw tightened. "This organization doesn't play. They eliminate all their threats efficiently and permanently." He didn't even act like he had heard what the guy said. The room quiets at his last words, leaving a strange sense of foreboding in the atmosphere.